Originally Posted by rv driver
Ka-PLOOP .......................................... BOOM!
Arr, thar be music to an old salt's ears. A sixteen pounder warning shot O'forty-two pins flyin' across the bow of the Asian Junk. Strike your colours, 'eave to and surrender now laddie. Ole' Capt'n Dasham will show mercy in kind. No honour be lost, from such a worthy adversary, through submission to me superiority.
But, should ye tack into the wind and scurry, as the flea bitten rat ye are, then ten-fold shall be thee misery. Neither the width nor breadth of the four corners can save your scurvy hide from misery and ultimately Davy Jones locker. You're awash on the lee shore and outgunned though momentarily pardoned by the shallow reef. Your only savior preventing this top of the line man-o-war from comin' about unleashing the wrath of me broadside.
Spare ye arsenal the carnage mate and grieve no more. Or, this frigate of fury shall cut across ye mizzenmast as a cutlass through a coconut.
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